1 A Fujioshi's Death

Copyrights by JaehaJack

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The characters and events portrayed in this book are fictitious or are used fictitiously. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.

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2 am in the morning...

In the midst of a dark room was light flashing from the TV screen and a woman wrapped in her cozy blanket, slouch in front of it. The reflection of an active lovemaking completely stole her entire attention. Not out of lust but rather, out of complete joy. One could see the repetitive retracting of her unceasing grin.

"....more~~!" An obedient man moaned under his breath, sounding intoxicated with lust. His mouth gaped for air, with silver strings of saliva clinging at the edge of his lips. Puffs of his heavy breaths appeared in the cold, dark room and at the same time, his hips were gripped by large hands belonging to the a muscular man busily ramming in and out of his sensitive spot.

*slap*

The cold did not seem to affect them at all! "You're so warm."

"Ah-senpai, gentler! Do it gently idiot, ah!"

Regal, blue eyes shot open in a second with tears streaming down the smooth face of his. He let out a small cry of ecstasy before wrapping his arms around his partner's broad shoulders. "What in the world blinded me this long? Iwas so torn in my revenge, I almost lost Senpai, you big idiot!"

His nails dug into his partner's skin but instead of pain, his partner growled. The milky-skinned man gasped. "You got bigger~! AAH! Slowly, be gentle! Aahh... Aaahhh!"

As the partner became breathless, the silent alpha finally opened his mouth to speak with an unanticipated gentle tone despite his restless ramming. He opened his mouth to speak and cupped the face of the silly boy he had come to love in the funniest way. "You think it would turn out this way if we met earlier? You were too deep in your revenge and was rather a scary and cunning man. If I did approach you a lot earlier, that version of you would have killed me after suspecting my motives. Aren't you weird?"

In return of his gentle voice paired with an alluring and sweaty handsome face, the milky-skinned boy blushed. Anyone could see the happiness that exploded behind those watery, blue eyes when the older man's expression reached his heart. His jaws trembled. "Then hold me down tightly, and explain it to me! Just like... Now." His voice trailed to a whisper.

"Don't you run away after."

"Then tie me down if you can!"

The screen soon blackened and the credits started rolling. It was the end of a long awaited ending.

*sobs*

'This ending...' Not that she felt jealous but rather, she squealed in joy. Because she was their die-hard fan!

Truth to be told, a young lady in her late twenties was supposedly asleep by now because her work would start at 8 am tomorrow. However, it seemed like her high school habits clung to her like a shadow leaving her with a pair of black rimmed glasses with equally thick pair of lenses, a messy hair lazily clustered into a so-called bun and the loose, XL shirt pajama that made her look like a thirty year old, stressed out mother. Nevertheless, it was not stupid for the ship has officially sailed!

"After twelve years of this never ending push and pull saga of 600 episodes, I can finally rest in peace with this fulfilling closure. Anyway, vengeance was too mainstream with 300 plus episodes wasted from his indecisiveness. If he did, it would have probably ended in less than two hundred episodes," she tweeted in her social media then included the hashtags. A satisfied smile pulled the edges of her lips as she turned off her devices and rolled to bed with a sudden onset of headache. Nevertheless, the audacity of a true fan let her think more believing that this headache would soon disappear after a good five hours of sleep. 'But if either that uke or seme meets this great me, I'll show both what love is like. That damned uke, for being foolish, I might as well send him to nunnery and retrieve him after five years. Patient seme, I'll have you immediately. Breakfast, brunch, lunch, afternoon snack, dinner and midnight snack!'

However, the sudden headaches turned into a painful throbbing indicating a migraine that crawled icily in her head. She winced. Worse, her stomach growled and her eyes began to sting.

'Here it goes, the debate over food versus sleep. Pros and cons--ahh, ouch!'

"Uugh, I'm hungry! I need to sleep now, girl, you need to rest," she told herself. Just at the thought of having to go downstairs to get to the kitchen and the act of having to make food made her lazy. She plopped down the bed and curled into a ball. As soon as she did, her eyes fluttered close.

For a few minutes, she was breathing fine but her migraine has suddenly turned into a head pounding headache as if ripping her head off would be the best solution. At an attempt to massage it, she became one of the unluckiest people to die. The pressure from her fingers popped a heavily pulsating vein leading to her death.

Thus the end of her days in her era.

Never did she expect that it was time for transmigrations, (JaehaJack) a silly idea for passing time through great imagination, to actually happen to her.

The fan-girl has travelled in time to another

unlucky person's body.